Good v evil in lair of white worm

Well, my prayers have been answered. We still have a chance in the playoffs. According to the league they did play with ineligible players. We had a choice to DQ them or play a second game. We chose to play a second game to earn our way to the next round. So, come watch it, Fri Aug 22nd 10:45PM South Rink, your Misfits vs. The Force part 2.

And that ALMOST officially ends our summer season… Almost, with a score like that? It’s only single elimination, but supposedly the other team had a bunch of players that may or may not be eligible to play in the playoffs. (You have to play a minimum of 6 games in the season in order to play in the playoffs.) The refs said if you go on the ice and your players are not qualified, your team gets DQed. They played anyway. It was bad enough that we were short benched again, but even after we had a few relief players, 2 more offense, we seemed to let things go and let at least 5 unanswered goals get by. I did managed to grab a powerplay goal in the first, high glove-side. Man, I really felt a hat trick today too…

There were a bunch of penalties throughout the game, and I actually managed to stay out of the box. I think Sean did to, HA. I did seem to aggravate my non-injury to my side twice in one game. The first, I had just got on the ice then I’m cross-checked high and somehow land on my side, and manage to hurt in two places. Second, last POSSIBLE second, I have the puck skating on the boards past the blue line I’m basically tackled from behind, I take him down with me, he’s basically laying on me, and proceed to pound on him with the butt of my stick. He’s lucky I couldn’t reach his head, because his legs were tangled with mine. Now that I think of it, I shoulda taken my stick and taken a good swing at him. I think it was the same guy who took me down the first time. He got thrown out of the game, so if they don’t get DQed, he better not be on that ice when the time comes… Well, all I can do is wait for the email telling me to dress up next week, or wait for call back for the winter season. Wish us luck.

Either way, we played a DAMN good season, and really came back from basically nothing and stuck in it to be nicely placed tied for fourth in the season. I think everyone did an exceptional job, and we actually grew better as a team as well as individuals. Too bad we didn’t win the points tie breaker. I thought I calculated it to be in our favor, oh well. Until next time, guys.

Despite my better judgement I decided to play our last season game. It’s not like my doctors said, ”don’t play hockey” or anything and they knew it was a hockey related injury. So, anyway, before the game I still wasn’t sure if I should play. But I’m glad I did. I finally got a worth while goal by scoring the winning goal. Not just any goal, but right in front of the goal I kicked the puck with my skate to my stick and shot it in. HA, aw the controversy. The other team obviously bitched after the refs made the call. What are the to do? I shot it with my stick. Note: You can’t kick the puck into the goal. Hell, I think you can kick it to the goalie and have it ricochet off of him into the goal.

I had two other chances that didn’t go as planned. One was when I took a shot right in front of the goal and piled one of their D’s on their goalie, they had to pull the D and goalie to see if the puck was over the goal line, it wasn’t damnit. The second try was when I had the puck and deked the goalie but managed to either skate too fast and/or lose control of the puck and over shot the goal. If I JUST had control of the puck a split second longer I would have had a wide open net.

With both teams having short benches, you know the game play was going to be slow. HA, my excuse is that I was injured but I decided to go out there ’cause I knew we’d have a short bench. But, BOY am I going to feel it tomorrow! The adrenaline is already out of my system and am starting to feel it. Well, excuses or not, we got the job done. Good job guys. We gotta get this streak going for next week. Playoffs! Come watch!

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My sister has a weird sense of humor. KDKA: Man Cuts Off, Eats Own Penis Reminds me of the second episode of Nip/Tuck a little.

Yesterday, I had a hard time waking up, then again I had a hard time going to sleep too. I couldn’t get a position which didn’t tweak my sleeping position so that it wouldn’t hurt my side. I mean its bad enough that I sleep on a freakin’ futon (yes, stupidly *I* chose it.), but to have this injury doesn’t help. I went running errands with my sister yesterday. That didn’t help, she took me to the mall and all I could do was walk slowly. The walking doesn’t hurt all that much (yes it does), the most pain comes from bending over to pick something up, picking something up, or getting in and out of the car. Well, during all the pain she brought me to the bank so I could deposit my last unemployment check, they denied me the extention. That’s life, right? It’s a good thing I had little temp jobs in the middle of unemployment and I was able to turn on and off the unemployment checks. But, now there’s nothing. Still looking for a job I’m qualified to do, without being over qualified if that’s possible. Not that my resume is all that impressive. Yay, off to the doctor’s office to tell me how messed up I am.
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I got back last night from the hospital at about 1:30AM. Damn hate the ER. It looks nothing like the TV show, luckly, HEH. Sorry, guys, I didn’t get a copy of the cat scan. The whole time I was there, I was talking softly and scratchy, and no one could hear me, ’cause I had a scratchy throat and wasn’t allowed to drink anything. I also couldn’t get enough air in my lungs ’cause of pain in order to cough it out. So I just made people constantly ask me to repeat myself. I would have written as soon as I got home, but I basically crashed and passed out right as my head hit the pillow, maybe from the trauma – maybe from the morphine.

People who know me know I have aichmophobia or belonephobia. I DON’T like needles! Not only was I pricked once, but a second time as well! The first time it was a few inches below my wrist, and when I was pricked something messed up and she hit a valve in my vein and I bled all over. So, she had to use my left vein on the other side of the elbow, I forget the term, I’m no doctor. Yeah so I was pumped with a bunch of liquid from the IV and had blood taken from me. I DON’T like needles!

After spending 2.5 hours this is my verdict: Nothing. Nothing in the CT scan. Nothing in the urine sample (that was a toughy since I was not allowed to stand up, but rather do it in a lying down position). Nothing in the useless blood sample. Nothing. Well, before all those test, the doctor did tell me I have a heart murmer, inflamed lymph node (from which I thought I got from another hockey accident I got last week, but he said it was a virial infection), and it’s possible I have mono. Mono? Damnit, WTF? Mono? Although I probably wouldn’t notice if I did, since I’m unemployed and all I do is sleep anyway…

The cat scan was pretty cool. I’ve never had to take one, I don’t think. I had to drink this crap tasting citrusy thing, was that the iodine? But then she shot me with stuff that made me warm all over. That was so cool feeling. One time I had to hold my breath in the scan SO F’N long I couldn’t take it. It was bad enough I couldn’t really take a deep breath because it hurt so much, but to hold in what little breath I DID have, was so hard.

Side note: LOL, the guy on the other side of the drape was suffering from vertigo… They think. Not funny I know, but just that I’ve never actually heard anyone suffering from it before… Maybe that’s what’s wrong with me. Maybe its just paranoia and have a sh*tty bed so I can’t sleep. Wait, that sounds nothing like vertigo, nevermind.

So, tomorrow, I have an appointment with my primary pysician. I hope it’s nothing. Time to go get some Vicodin! =) $$

The day my biggest fear comes true… I’ll keep it very short this week, since I didn’t really do anything this week and the pain is killing me and I’m on the way to the hospital. Very strong game, I believe this team was one place below us. But, as you can see we let it almost slip away near the end. Sean got a little worried and called a time out, told us basically to get our heads out of our asses and get back in the game. We took a breather and scored another goal. I don’t know where we found this guy, but he was damn good. I shouldn’t even be writing this and should have gone straight to the hospital; but of course, the game where my family don’t come and watch, I get hurt. Last week wasn’t enough when I twisted my knee and messed up my neck (I now have a big lump on the side of my neck) but this week I’m checked from behind and land my elbow into my side JUST where there is NO padding. I can’t take deep breaths. I took forever getting my bag to the car, and wouldn’t you know it, the car was the furthest possible from the rink I played at. I better go, or my dad’s gonna be pissed.

Yes, I’m not f’king with you. THAT was the score. I noticed I don’t write in chronological order all too often. So maybe I’ll just try to do my best.

Let’s see… Chronological… Well, for starters, I lead it off with the first goal, and I did it while remaining standing and not my usual crash the net past it while running into the boards behind the goal hoping it to go in… So, yeah. Goal!

Even in the beginning, the other team was VERY chippy. I was getting hit pretty hard throughout the game. I managed to draw 2 penalties this game. But MANY weren’t called. There was one crap where some how I was hooked and his stick and glove went flying, I saw him picking up his stick and glove, I SO wanted to cross check his f*cking ass for not getting called. But I kept my cool and kinda pulled his stick further from him ”accidentally” as I skated past. HA. I did manage a really bad fall or rather WWF move. I was in front of their goal and some how I was clotheslined flat on my back. luckly I have that spine protector on my chest protector, or it wouldn’t have been fun. I dunno how it looked but probably as cool as you might see in the Mighty Ducks movies. But, BOY did it hurt when I landed. But that’s not the half of my worries. My last shift I was racing for the puck in the offensive end, got in front of the D (or behind?) I’m pushed/shoved/checked (whatever) I land on my knee, somehow injured it, while passing the puck to our D man of the night, Brian, (Sorry Sean, you don’t get the title, you flaked out on us HA j/k) while Dave gets a good screen on the goalie. And the 8th goal is scored.

I don’t know how the 9th goal was scored because I was sitting on beside the bench in pain when I twisted my knee, after streching it out a little and walking it off, the pain subsides. For now… or then, whatever.

Now, you’re probably wondering how the only other team’s goal was scored and why. Well, for some reason the other team thought it was bring your family day at Logitech Ice and our team didn’t get the memo (joke), my parents always go so they were the only ones on our… ”side”, and rumor has it that our goalie Rich felt sorry for them and let one in so they could have something to cheer about. HA. Just a little joke, Rich. Too bad we couldn’t get you the shutout.

Ok, that’s enough, I’m all hopped up on Advil from my neck and knee and back. All in all, we played one hell of a game. Maybe one of our best. Next game is Sunday, Aug 3 7:15PM South Rink. Come watch! It’s an early game so NO excuses, HA.